The folding knife is a gift given by the demon outside the world. The material it uses is made of a weapon dyed with Mo Chen's own blood and is cast in a mixture with the matter in the void.

While it has a very memorable symbolic significance, it is also very practical, strong and sharp, and has the characteristics of breaking boundaries, direct contact and other phases...

However, that's all, its characteristics may be very valuable. However, as a weapon itself, in terms of the most basic aspect of "destructive power", neither the intensity of destructive power nor the range of destructive power can satisfy Mo Chen, the user.

He didn't expect to achieve the destructive power of Cong Yunya that is like a nuclear weapon, which is truly overwhelming, but the folding knife itself cannot even rub a light cannon. This is a bit too low, right?

Therefore, if you want to survive in this era, it is necessary for Mo Chen to judge that it is necessary to master a powerful demon sword based on the information he knows.

Of course, the main problem at present is to solve the key points of existence and non-existence, so he did not consider getting the divine equipment in one step - otherwise this would be very simple, and Cong Yunya is enshrined in the modern Rimu Shrine.

It is said that because the decision made by his servants shortly after the death of King Douya was made, the magic sword was spread to modern time and space.

At that time, Inuyasha had just been born, but Sesshomaru was too violent. According to the will of the King of Fighting Teeth, he left the iron-breaking teeth symbolizing protection for Inuyasha who lacked strength, and the natural teeth symbolizing kindness for Sesshomaru who was too violent.

Cong Yunya, who didn't know how to deal with it, was sealed and threw it into the well of bone food, and then was discovered by the ancestors of the Rimu Shrine, so he was kept in the warehouse as a Sausage Sword.

Mo Chen had also visited it specifically once, but he did not have any thoughts that he should not have. He even used a piece of the Four Souls Jade as a ticket, so he naturally would not have the idea of ​​making the magic sword.

At least I won't have that kind of mind now.

This is not the case of dying. He has to eat food one bite at a time, and the road has to be taken step by step. Before he completely digested the huge power of Bei Mihu and had obvious flaws in his own state, he would not do something that was obviously seeking death.

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The azure sky is like a magnificent sapphire that has just been washed. Beneath the rolling mountains is a dense forest. The sunlight is like wisps of golden sand, passing through the overlapping gaps and falling mottledly.

The green trees are thick and wild flowers are everywhere, and there is a vibrant scene... Well, there is nothing, only the aliens piled up all over the ground with broken limbs and broken arms, and the gurgling blood almost gathers into a stream, with blood rising to the sky.

"The first hundred and twenty-fourth, the first hundred and twenty-five..."

A cold light flashed, and with a knife fell, Mo Chen cut off the heads of the monsters who rushed up from both ends. He walked along the way without reason, resulting in the corpses of some low-level monsters on the whole road.

Only these low-level monsters driven entirely by instinct will not know how to fear each other when their kind are slaughtered one after another, and continue to rush up in a swarm of sacrifices, so that Mo Chen’s prepared mockery skills did not need to be thrown out.

——You know, he has prepared the branch abilities of the illusion. Once he finds that the monsters cannot keep up, he will immediately throw a violent technique out.

Anyway, no matter how strong the combat power of those things is, it will never threaten him. As long as you are violent, lose your mind, and line up to massacre yourself, it will be much more convenient.

But what they didn't expect was that Mo Chen didn't need to use violent techniques to mock monsters at all, and they didn't have much rationality in themselves.

Many of them are even worse than the centipede witch. At least that thing can speak human words, and some of their bodies look like humans. At least even if it is "wisdom", there is still "intellectuality".

Or maybe it is because of the number of numbers? If there are only one or two low-level monsters, then they should know how to escape in the face of danger, right?

After all, seeking profit and avoiding harm is the instinct of life.

After hanging down the long sword in his hand, Mo Chen thought for a while and felt that it might be because of their large number, which caused a significant decrease in IQ in the group state. There were not many things, and if they dropped significantly, they could basically be regarded as negative values.

Just like humans, once a single individual enters the group, his IQ will drop significantly.

Whether there are too many people will really be powerful? It’s hard to say, but it’s really common to reduce IQ if there are too many people...

Or the same is true for these low-level monsters. When a few are alone, they should still know how to escape in the face of danger and threats. However, when a large number of low-level monsters gather together, no matter how many companions are killed, their blood will only stimulate their ferociousness more?

"It's really a scam. It seems that the way to massacre a thousand monsters and turn ordinary weapons into demon swords... is also a prerequisite."

He didn't think about those things that had no answer anymore. He just raised the heavy long knife in his hand and looked at it for a while. Mo Chen couldn't help but pull the corner of his mouth.

The long sword was covered with fine cracks. He had already picked it up specifically, but he chose a cold weapon with thick and delicate materials, but he could never compete with the body of a non-human alien.

They have solid skin and thick flesh, dense bones, and strong scales... The result of direct battle between ordinary cold weapons is often that they cannot break the defense at all.

Now this thick long knife has been completely passivated, and the distance from durability is zero and it is directly broken, which is probably a little short of the number of times or time used.

It is absolutely impossible to hold on until the time to continue to kill a thousand monsters... To be honest, when the battle just now came to the end, Mo Chen completely used it as a blunt weapon.

After all, the sharp blade has been completely passive and has no sharpness at all. Is there any difference between this thing and a crowbar?

He just relied on his speed as fast as lightning and his strength was far beyond ordinary people's imagination, and he used a blunt knife to kill the last few monsters.

However, the killing path of this long sword ended here, and it has been deposed.

Since there is no hope of success, Mo Chen will not be a pity. He threw the long sword on the ground casually, then turned around and walked back to find his horse.

Make a wish or promise to your weapon, so that it can drink the blood of thousands of monsters. When it is successful, ordinary cold weapons will become powerful monster swords.

However, this method does not mean that you can just find enough blood from a thousand monsters to pour a weapon on it, but that weapon must be used to kill a thousand monsters without any discount... This complete process is a "blood refining" in a sense.

Therefore, when actually implementing it, Mo Chen discovered that the real difficulty lies. For him, killing a thousand monsters is not a problem. The key points to be paid attention to are nothing more than the two aspects of "time" and "patience".

However, whether the weapon itself can hold on to the pressure is the real question... That's right, how can ordinary weapons materials support the pressure of killing thousands of monsters in a row?

In the original plot, the leader of the Sevens, Man Gu, uses the Dazi Man Long. Although it was not a demon sword at the beginning, it also had a special feature, that is, it was full of weight.

It takes three strong men to work together to lift them up. It is basically a thick piece of stubborn iron, bulky and powerful when chopping.

Only such weapons can support killing a thousand monsters in a row, but they have not collapsed. They can support the entire "blood refining" process, thus undergoing a real qualitative change.

Mo Chen, who figured out this key point, had no choice but to admit that he had done useless work... Fortunately, he didn't fail when he killed nearly a thousand monsters. Now, the number of kills of more than one hundred is invalid, and he felt that he could still bear it.

Since this road was not working, he simply gave up.

Anyway, I have to find the demon horse's flame hoof next. If you want to subdue it, you must first kill its former master, the Purgatory Ghost, and then you can grab the naginata in the other party's hand.

The naginata seemed nothing surprising, but in the later stage, even Naraku's clone, the white boy, was used directly, so there must be some extraordinary things in it.

Anyway, for Mo Chen, even if it has nothing else to stand out, as long as it is strong enough...that's fine.

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As I climbed the stone steps, I saw that the temple was located in a lush forest, which seemed particularly quiet.

I can’t hear the melodious sound of the bells.

The statues of Buddha worshipped in the temple are incomplete, just like the entire temple building. Some walls and pillars have peeled off, making them look very old and look a little old.

Inside the hall, the young man was asking the old monk: "Master, I am very rich now, but I am not happy at all. Can you please tell me what to do?"

"...What does the donor mean? The old monk didn't quite understand."

The old monk smiled without wisdom, and he just frowned, as if he couldn't understand why this young man who broke in without permission was such an inexplicable problem as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Ahem, sorry, please forget what happened just now..."

Mo Chen's mouth twitched slightly for several times. He also didn't understand if he had just twitched his brain. Suddenly he remembered the philosophical story between Zen master and the young man, and he spoke up.

It's really strange to say. I used to be a very serious person, but I always feel that there is a strange trend of transformation recently.

Well, it must be an illusion. Although I have been a little unregulated recently, the frequency increase is really not large, so there is definitely no problem!

The old monk didn't know the psychological activities of the young man in front of him at this moment, so he just stood up, saluted with his hands together, and asked the other party seriously and seriously what he wanted.

And there was a faint look of vigilance and alertness.

In the deep mountains and old forests, those who come from the old temples do not come, and the other party does not look like they are coming to worship specifically, so they must have some intentions.

The most important thing is that the old monk vaguely noticed the spiritual power in the body of the young man opposite him. The feeling of being vast and vast, as if he was as vast as a sea, forced him to face a great enemy.

He not only never saw this terrible spiritual power, but he even never heard of it.

And it’s impossible for the other party to appear so young... or is it a terrible old monster?

"Master Shenquan, this time I came here for the demon horse's hot hoof."

Mo Chen blinked his eyes and said in a harmonious voice. Looking at his calm and natural appearance, it seemed like he was asking the boss if he could get two cents cheaper when he was shopping on the street.

"It was sealed by you back then, and the location should be in the cave behind the temple, right? So, can you ask Master Shenquan for a convenience?"

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"Is it true for this reason?" Monk Shenquan was not surprised. Although his expression was still so serious, "But please forgive me, the old monk cannot agree. Please come back."

"Please don't refuse so quickly, Master Shenquan, you should know that the seal is used to break. How long can you stay here at your age?"

Mo Chen said with a smile, not angry, but just chose to present the truth and reason.

"I don't even need to do it, just wait for a few years... Master, you turn into a piece of loess, can you still stop me at that time?"
Chapter completed!